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Author: Red December
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-07-07 - Updated: 07-07-07 - Complete - id:2387070

Blood in the Wall

I saw the blood on the wall.

And all I could see was your name.

You fell to pieces when you couldn’t stay awake.

I heard you last night.

It’s why I can’t escape anything that’s here.

I’m your last victim,

And you’re my only fear.

But soon your blood will spill.

Then I’ll see you there.

In that dark little room

With the red rain pouring down.

I see my blood on the wall.

Warm and red and beautiful,

Always mine. You’re mine.

I’m nothing.

A/N: This is just a little something that doesn’t mean anything.



© Copyright 2007 Red December (FictionPress ID:573793).


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